Never been close and hope I never am.
Never been close and hope I never am.
Had just moved into new house in country. Went out on deck about 7 am. Saw someone about 75 yards away with long gun. Saw guy shoulder gun and fan right to left and then boom. I ducked and heard pellets hit house and felt like I got stung by a dozen bees. Bleeding in a few places I grab 45 and circle around front of house as guy is coming up with shotgun - dumba--. He approaches in clearing and from around corner of foundation I tell him to stop and put down shotgun. He complies apologizing. I approach with 45 behind back. He was bird hunting and didn't think anyone was home. We had a discussion about shooting at houses and up hill. He remarked his daughter mentioned something about from it hunter safety class. Then he tells me he has daughter behind big tree in creek. She finally comes up, white ass a ghost. After I pluck out a dozen pellets from my shoulder and back I learn guy grew up near me in my town home and I know his family. Next morning he shows up with 2 gallons on Vermont maple syrup. Not bad for a few pellets. Thankfully no one got really hurt and that birdshot is not lethal at 75 yards.
A toughening of your mental hyde is your best defense.